"I don't like lies." Moira groaned as she slowly opened her eyes, her head throbbing in a dull, aching pain. She wasn’t sure how long she had been unconscious, but the light coming in from the windows informed her that it was still day. She looked around to see her surroundings, but her eyeglasses were … Continue reading Dirk Harrison and the Pharaoh’s Ring — Chapter 4

Moira had been woken up by the sound of skirmishing and gunfire. Before she could assess what was going on, Omar had quietly snuck in through the back of her tent. After he quieted her down, he explained the situation, or at least what he knew of it. The camp was being attacked by marauders! … Continue reading Dirk Harrison and the Pharaoh’s Ring — Chapter 3

There was a great amount of revelry at the camp that night. Omar had surprised the caravan with a case of wine bottles that he had purchased himself as a reward should the expedition be successful. It had set him back a good deal of money, but it would be more than compensated by the … Continue reading Dirk Harrison and the Pharaoh’s Ring — Chapter 2

PROLOGUE The desert heat is invasive and inescapable. It pervades the air, drying a man out with his every breath as if to sap out his very soul. The sun sends its scorching rays across the sands, blinding and burning any already weary traveler who has the misfortune of treading across the dunes. The wildlife … Continue reading Dirk Harrison and the Pharoah’s Ring — Chapter 1